Prose & Poetry

welcome home, starling

you are safe now

Grounded

Grounded

He looks me square in the eye unflinching
Cocksure I will do him no harm
I envy his instinct for who might do him wrong
He reminds me I once had it
Until I let convention and politeness
Silence my inner voice
 
He displays himself for me
Basking in my admiration of his beauty
I envy him his swagger
He reminds me I once had it
Until I let it be crushed underfoot
By too many willing boots
 
He cocks his head and looks into my soul
Allowing me to capture a likeness of his
Something to hold after
And ponder his unique luminescence
Likely to long outlive
My own flickering glimmer
 
His interest extinguished
He lifts a limb
And unfolds his immaculate plumage
To surmount the suspended azure
I watch until his sulphur crown disappears
Behind the highest tips of the golden wattle blossoms
 
I envy him his wings

 

Anne Casey is a writer, poet and lyricist. Her poems have been published in The Irish Times, Into the Void Magazine, Tales from the Forest, Luminous Echoes: A Poetry Anthology, Dodging the rain, Deep Water Literary Journal, Visual Verse: An Anthology of Art and Words and Thank You For Swallowing, among others. Anne’s first poetry collection will be published by Salmon Poetry in mid-2017. 
 
She has worked as a business journalist, magazine editor, corporate and government communications director, author and editor. Anne holds a Law Degree and qualifications in Communications. You can find her on twitter or her website.

 

farewell to a city

farewell to a city

Fragments

Fragments